A Gift for You, Hooman!

Over the years I've been left 'treasured-gifts' by our favorite neighborhood corvids, the crows. Shiny/colorful bits and pieces dropped for their 'favorite' two-legged (as long as I keep the BarkButter and peanuts coming!) One 'gift' was Fletchers old DogTags that he lost long ago in our 'back/back': The Gift. But I digress...  
I think this is an interesting slant on the 'gift' concept. Squirrel seemed delighted to have left me something. Me...not so much. But I guess it's the thought that counts! m